Too late
Death creeps in like a thief in the night...has no age or gender restrictions, prejudice is irrelevant when it comes to selecting who's next to stand in the judgment the line
Death doesn't wait for you to get your life "right" or to say goodbye, I'm sorry, I'm wrong and you're right
Death doesn't pause so you can kiss your children goodnight one last time, or fulfill broken promises
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Death doesn't stop for one second so you can plead why you need just one more minute;
Death just creeps in like a thief in the night, claiming the next soul to stand in the judgment line
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You hit the board hard. Excellent write!
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Thanks. =-)
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Really insightful piece. Love that you ended it without to urge the read to action. Your words say just enough.
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^^^ without urging the reader to action (I gotta stop rushing)
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